The reason for wet cry is all based on our way of feeling and attitudes towards emotion

       Do you think everyone should be alive and kicking as always (Maybe?
The sweetest part of life is the fact humans as going on a journey of no return.



We are used to travelling and returning to the living world.
what happened,  when you go and don't come back into the land of the living or lost your way in the road path to your being?


The dead ones are not interested in your life but what, if they care about who comes into their world and leaves
I think they will be surprised by the fact spirit comes into their world and return while they are shocked in the realm of no return.

I  will share my experience about the dead world" I was around my friends, family and colleagues in this world as my phone was forgotten due to  I left it in a shop for charging in my area; so I ran back to try to get it before someone else steal it from the place.




I noticed my footwork was so fast and furiously moving faster than bikes and caress wheels as closer to where I kept my phone ...
A moving car tried to hit me but I missed it and discover my body began elevating into the sky.








I could perform different types of moves without my legs on any surface, I looked down and saw people I knew on earth calling my name

I knew it was no longer a valid story could be my Death world taking me for final judgment
I refuse to go into the heavens cloud but returned to spend time with the living world who can see or  feel but not touch them "

You think!!! "Next life is bad but it's peace, joyous and wonderful, due to no hate, no enemies, no fights, towards"




There I a  similar existing factor in the DEAD world and LIFE world is boundaries between countries and territories
The reason for pain is temporary but the love is eternal.

The place where the atmosphere consists of main outbreaks,
Whether the dishes weren't done or the floors weren't mopped correctly,
Something so small can effect the gross unification of "family".
Feeling like you can't necessarily express yourself,
Leaves you to feel drowned out by the many emotions that flood your mind at the worst of times,
It allows your feelings to grow more and more profoundly erratic; anxious.
Allow me to go into full elaboration as to how I constantly maintain my well-respected position of a so called "good person" or complain about the many people who are just as careless as the majority of people nowadays who simply do not ask how I've been.
I've let days slip by,
Suddenly, I feel no difference in what occurred yesterday or really, no contrast in the feelings I'll most likely encounter tomorrow.
At home, mass mental destructions happens,
It's where I get pulled into a place where I'm just trapped in my own self, similar to the way I feel in school.
I don't know, it could possibly be causing my continuous feelings of nervousness whenever I'm surrounded by people,
Or it could merely be the fact of which, I haven't yet chosen a path or seen quite a way to go through and feel a protective environment around me.
These winter days are gradually approaching,
It's only a matter of time until my mind goes away like the sun at night,
These seconds, minutes, hours can patrol for what feels like perennial timings, but anticipation is what's really foreshadowing my shallow whole of a "home".